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Meanwhile, let us have a sip of tea. the afternoon glow is brightening in the
bamboos, the fountains are bubbling with delight, the soughing of pines is
heard in our kettle. let us dream of evanescence, and linger in the beautiful
foolishness of things. - The Book of Tea

Sunday, October 22, 2006

Yay! I just received two hari raya text messages. =)

I enjoyed Before Sunset more than I enjoyed Before Sunrise. Haha a closet romantic, ay? But really, I love the sequel more. It seems more real somehow..I guess because they're not as idealistic as before. The emotional connection between them is just so intense.

Anyhoo I'm happy. I think it's a feel-good movie [I guess it's just the happy feeling you get from seeing two people connect] and I just had a workout to Deja Vu and Run It so I think the endorphins are giving me a high. Yepps. And Hari Raya's coming! I love Hari Raya mornings - waiting for my dad to return from the mosque before having breakfast together as a family.

I shopped alot yesterday and Shah was surprisingly good company. He was so patient - even helping me compare shoes from different stores and trying to think of a good top to match my skirt. Haha thanks. =)

Past few days have been intense and not in a good way. I'll just sit back and take things one day at a time. So yes, dear friends, I'm happy. I'm relaxed and I'm more than content with my life - I'm happy. I think I tend to over-analyze my life, so much so that sometimes I forget to live it. I'm going to have to constantly remind myself to stop over-analyzing but it's okay. I'm a tough cookie. I'm good. =)

Also, from the number of hits this site has, and from all the talk I've been hearing..alot of people have been visiting my blog. I've never been a big fan of saying stuff like "It's my blog, I can say whatever I want" because I know that what's blogged is public, and what's public affects others. So yeah. I just want to say that I'm not bothered by the unwanted visits. I can't be bothered. Well, I care enough to post this paragraph in response but in general, I don't care. As Oprah said, "There's only one thing worse than being talked about..and that's not being talked about." =)

Sometimes I catch myself staring into space,
counting the hours until I get to see your face.


Auf Widersehen!

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